The stony-faced Old Lady Song nearly choked on her rage as she listened to Zhao Meilan's furious screaming.
"You..."
"You... are you trying to rebel?"
"It's like the sky has flipped, I'm not even dead yet, and you dare to talk to me like this!"
"Song Laosan, this is your wife!"
Upon hearing this, Song Haifeng didn't hesitate, rushing forward to deliver a slap.
"Shut up!"
"Kneel down!"
To his surprise, Zhao Meilan looked at Song Haifeng with a face full of anger and retorted, "What did you say?"
"You actually want me to kneel to this old hag!"
"She's my mother!" Song Haifeng bit his lip and said with a hatred-filled voice as he struggled to contain his rage.
Then another slap followed.
"If you don't want me to divorce you, kneel down and apologize right now!"
"You... you actually want to divorce me..."
"Fine, you heartless thing, I've been with you for decades, and you actually want to divorce me!"
"I'll fight you!"